《-Beginning (1)-》

Zhang Meisi suddenly felt pain in her heart. In this lifetime, this is the first time she feels this emotion. She couldn't understand it. But she's a smart girl, she could understand small gestures and few mouthing words. However, there are only a few words that she caught from the man's words as he spoke to her: fail, protect, brothers and the last one, where she rarely heard the word, love. She doesn't know what it means because this word is new to her. The pain she was feeling right now bothers her a lot. She didn't want to live being left in clueless.

As she stretched her palm across his face and paused, for the first time, Zhang Meisi felt so hopeless. She couldn't even save her family. And then again, stretched her palms to close his eyes gently.

"Rest well...Grandpa.." If Feng Xiu was here to hear this, he would leap in joy with so much happiness when he realized her granddaughter finally able to talk. But sadly, he wasn't there anymore.

After a few moments, she felt a sudden dark and powerful aura; a strong gust of wind, moving swiftly towards her but did not fear it, in a flash, a knife has thrown her but she able to detect it; enough for her to dodge the throw.

"Well, well well." A horrid cold voice hissed through the shadows. "A survivor?" then, a dark, shadowy mist abruptly appeared in a few meters in front of her, revealing a black-masked man standing across her. "Well, we'll just have to eliminate the last one."

Then, another two assassins appeared in behind, laughing hysterically.

Zhang Meisi standstill, her eyes void with no emotions. She couldn't hear them after all but she's fully aware of what they said.

Seeing the little figure unmoved, the blacked-mask robe dashed towards her with a long onyx blade. Before the black-robe about to strike the side of the head, she advanced two steps backward, making the man missed his first hit.

The man's movement was sly; He was no novice and had plenty of experience. The weapon in his hand was also specially made to pry open skulls as his sharp weapon was damaged obviously used.

The two figures joined the clash as she was thrown forward, by their ferocious kicks. Before she could hit on the ground, she flipped back to avoid it. Not for long, the black-robe charged ahead giving her no time to defend.

A large gash of a wound appeared on the right shoulder. There's no hint of pain laced on her face. Until Zhang Meisi's pair eyes flickered with a sinister, cold light.

The three figures disappeared, leaving no time for Zhang Mei Si to react. Their current strength is above than hers, she did not have much enough speed to escape the siege of the three figures.

The three highly trained assassins had quite a good combination. They attacked Zhang Meisi from different at the same time, directly sealing off Zhang Meisi's retreat to her front, back, left and right.

She clenched her teeth, her thoughts consumed only one thought: Her opponents must definitely die! Hence, it's impossible for her to resist the siege of these three assassins.

The four figures moved at an accelerated speed that dazzled people. Just kidding, they're actually alone right now.

All of them, exchanging blows. An intricate of the dance of sabers being executed. Each stroke was nerve-wracking as blades clashed each other again and again.

The first assassin noticed her skills, a hint of surprise flickered on his eyes which initiates him speak a word, in question. "Who are you?"